Church (The)

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You pull the sheets around your throat Talking like a harpy again I've got this heartache in my coat Since I don't remember when It's guaranteed to live and to bleed And you feed it with your bitterest lies Hope you can see what that's done to me But I don't care to look into your eyes There's no explanation There's no complication Dreamtongued man from the golden land Standing with the keys to your door I had to laugh as I shook his hand Didn't know he'd been here before I know him well but I never can tell If he sees right through my futile disguise Hope you can see what that's done to me But I don't care to look into your eyes There's no explanation There's no complication Walking alone down the path to your home On a silent and sensual day It almost could be my very own Before I went and lost my way Letras de cancionesDirections aren't clear when you're standing here And you cheer me with your faithless surprise Hope you can see what that's done to me But I don't care to look into your eyes There's no explanation There's no complication From Letras Mania